The art of lingering priests, calla lilies, silk, Arabian drapes moving in the breeze, some palace in Clermont, a pasture full of painted dogs and wild rabbits, exploding clouds and napalm, nymphs licking their lips and crushing strawberries on their gelid skin, yellow hair and diseased eyes the lake color, ever blooming black orchids and bloodrops, may bells, the sidewinders and lily of the valley, the one that weeps over one grave and never heals.